Chapter 1: Storm This is the story of how Jessica and I met. Jessica read it and added some notes. Her notes are in double brackets like this: [[You poor bumpkin!]]. Jessica was one of those rare intelligent, attractive women who were genuinely friendly and acted like they did not know that they could make men do stupid things. Over time, Jessica and I be...
I will never forget the day that my mother left. I was ten years old the day I came home and found her gone. I still have the note that she left my father, telling him that she would be back in a few days to get me. That never happened. When my father came home and found her note, he took it out on the first person he saw . . . me. He nearly beat me to death...
"Hey Jace, what're you up to tomorrow?" crackled Joey's friendly voice over the phone line. "Going to the Concours. What else is there?" Jason replied with a laugh, not surprised at hearing from his best old car buddy. "I figured that and have a little proposition for you to consider." "Shoot." "You know that we're taking four cars there tomorrow." "Yea...
The last day. He had a shower, and standing there in just his towel he drank his first cup of tea, looking out of the window to see Mrs Booth on their balcony decking stretching and straining as she did each morning, only this time she had the most brutal looking pattern of red stripes on her arse cheeks as a vivid reminder of what they had gotten up to not...
This is another part to the story of a beautiful American businesswoman (Elaine) who comes to Jamaica to relax and eventually ends up working in an island whorehouse to pay off a debt. The story began when her husband, Paul, and she arrived on a weekend to relax and enjoy time together before Paul left on a business trip that will require him to spend severa...
The following story contains adult material. If you are offended or are less than 18 please read something else. If you are entertained by this story please vote and send me some feedback. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. John puttered around the house, slowly without any real direction. The house sat on a hill o...
This story is inspired by and modeled after a television show, Mad Men, appearing on AMC. However, nothing that happens in this story has happened on the series. Please be advised, the story is quite sexist as it describes a very sexist time, just like in the show. It's a satirical look at advertising and ads. Please note, all characters are at least eightee...
Categories: Consensual, Group, Anal, Toys, Love. 62. He came back from the kitchen and told them that he had learned how to make pastry and he had made the apple pie that was going to be for dessert and would be making the custard too. "He is a very quick learner and I think he would make someone a very good wife" Alice stated, looking at Ashley who blush...
Two weeks after the memorial service for Justine's grandmother and aunt were over, plans for the wedding began. The current discussion was centered on the guest list. "This is supposed to be a small, intimate affair." Justine said wearily. "It's beginning to look like a circus." "I understand." Violet said, "But I did tell you that there were some things t...
CHAPTER 1 The lithe and cutely breasted blonde, who fitted her jeans curvaceously, called loudly in a small bar in Central Otego in the South Island of New Zealand, "Where can a girl get some action around here?" She was ignored by the twenty or so men in the bar because she was 1)Female 2)American 3)Loud 4)And the guys were either married or in a relati...